Vol 3 Chapter 216: Tetsuo

"Dare to resist me! I am the strongest!"
"A steel arm stronger than anything!"
"Super alloy armor harder than anything!"
"Indestructible diamond fists, even weapons installed all over the body, a large fleet of fifty ships, and a force of 5,000 people. In the past, it was invincible. I am the most suitable person for the position of the leader!!"
"I told you to prepare what you want to eat, just follow my instructions and make it right. No one can resist me!!!"
For a long time, no one dared to disobey and rebel against Klick's order. Nowadays, there are so many people who rebel against themselves, which makes Klick very angry.
Start to introduce the power of yourself, let everyone present understand that oneself with these equipments and troops is not the existence that these people can resist.
"Poof! Hahahahahahahaha!" Asdes sitting in the position watching the movie, clutching the belly with one hand and patting the table with the other hand, finally laughed outrageously and said with a smile: "This is I’ve heard the funniest joke. It’s too good for me. I think I’m the strongest if I wear such a piece of broken copper. Hahahahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!" Estes laughed, and her daughters couldn't help but laugh aloud with a loud voice, regardless of whether it would attract Klick's hatred.
"Hahahaha! No, it's so funny." Belmel patted the table like Eszter, and burst into tears, and said, "If the strongest, how could it fall to such a level? And how could it be possible to drive a broken ship here, the goods really didn’t blush, and even shouted so arrogantly, I was so ridiculous."
"I really don't know how thick-skinned this person is to be narcissistic and say he is the strongest." After thinking for a while, Nicole Olbia smiled: "If I remember correctly, his reward. It’s only 17 million Baileys, and this extremely low amount of rewards, among the pirates of the great route, can only be used as a starter or a cannon fodder."
"I see this product, it's simply running here to find a sense of presence in front of those ordinary people, so as to be able to conceal his fantasy." Nicole Robin smiled and showed mercy to Crick mercilessly. Sarcastically.
"Hush! A few guests, whisper a little, all of you hear, and if you continue, Klick will run away." The chef who fell nearby, covering the wound in his shoulder, whispered to him. Noel and others reminded.
At this time, after hearing unbridled laughter and merciless irony, Klick's face became more and more ugly, his eyes gradually turned red, his teeth biting tightly and his head raised Green bars.
But at this moment, the fat old man came out of the kitchen, carrying a bag full of cloth, and walked to the front of Klick, and threw the full bag on the ground.
Because of this, the angry Klick shifted his gaze to the sacks full of bags on the ground.
"There should be a hundred people here. Hurry and help them move to the boat." The fat old man looked at Klick and explained to him what was in the bag.
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"Boss Zhefu!!" The wounded chefs all looked at the fat old man Zhefu in disbelief. He was surprised that he actually delivered food to the enemy.
"Zhe.. Zhefu..?!" The previous anger disappeared at this moment, Klick observed carefully, the fat old man with one leg missing in front of him, the figure of the fat old man gradually, and the figure in memory Overlapping, let him sweat out gradually.
"Zhefu boss, if all the people on their ship are recovered, our restaurant will be occupied by them!" An old man said anxiously, thinking that the old man Zhefu did not understand the current situation.
"It's necessary that they still have the will to fight..." Fat old man Zeff looked at Klick and said, "I'm right, the culprit of the great route."
"No way?"
"Chief Klick is the knockout?"
"Even the East China Sea Overlord, a fleet of fifty sea ships, has been eliminated?"
It is said that the chefs inside the restaurant looked at Klick at the door, and they couldn't believe it was true. When they saw the silver crying on the ground, they began to believe their boss Zeff.
"You...you are a red-footed Zhefu!" Ignoring other people's words, Klick stared at Zhefu decisively, saying: "So you are still alive, dressed as a big thief who cooks as a captain here!"
"I'm alive or not, it has nothing to do with you." Fat old man Zhefu, without any denial, said lightly: "As you can see, I am alive as a cook now."
"Hahaha! You say that, it sounds pretty good." As if I heard it, it was very much like a joke, Klick laughed: "But in my opinion, it is better to say it is not to be a living person as a cook. Had to live as a cook."
"The red-footed Zhefu, in fact, is never in a fight. He is not only good at kicking capable people with his hands. His strong foot can kick hard stones, and he can also leave footprints on steel plates."
"And the red feet said that after kicking the enemy down on the ground, their shoes were stained with their blood,"
"But now you have lost this stunt."
"According to rumors, it seems that you did not encounter the Shanghai disaster, but now you lose one leg, it should mean that you can't fight."
Looking at Zeff’s lost leg, Klick feels that today’s Zeff can’t threaten himself.
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